#patrick feely

[the-dark-artifices-trees]

I find it extremely sad that & ironic:

That edel & john wanted a big family but was never able to

And that...

Marie & Teddy didn't want kids but had 6

[mzradyer]

queen x stud

aoife molloy and joey lynch from saving 6 and redeeming 6 (boys of tommen #3 & #4) by chloe walsh

[stargirlie25]

lizzy young and Patrick feely

GAHHHH MY BABIESSS!

HOW COULD CHOLE CHOSE TO MAKE HUGHIE OF ALL MOTHERFUCKERS HER ENDGAME? WHAT DOES IT MATTER SHE LOVES HIM WHEN HE DOES NOT? HUGHIE TO END LIZZIES MISERABLE STATE?

Feely literally defends her but also calls her out on her actions like a smart person does not yelling at her like an animal. THEY WILL BE ENDGAME IS MY HEART 😭

Also let's just acknowledge the fact that Claire calls gibsie gerad (his actual name not his nickname) and lizzie calls feely Patrick Ahhhhh

I love Katie but Lizzie is my viper just like Nesta Archeron.

[emoryst4rs]

— He’s one of the good guys, Aoif. You can trust him.

— I don’t go around hurting girls, he said, blue eyes darkening. — I don’t go around breaking hearts, either

[g00dgraces]

♬ katie "the music" wilmot

[starryyvenus]

What I would love to read is a book or small tidbit of marie and teddy when they were teenagers

[thepinkmermaidprincess]

boys of tommen masterlist ˚⋆🎀｡⋆♡.🍰✧˚

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ johnny kavanagh

🎀 dead diary

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ joey lynch

🎀 you found me

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ gerard gibson

🎀 coming soon <3

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ patrick feely

🎀 coming soon <3

[ginbrucobooks]

Good morning my ass

Johnny’s Point of View

Ring. Ring. Ring. I opened my eyes and looked at the alarm. 5:45 Ring. Ring. Ring. I stretched out my arm and stopped it. I was too sore. There was no way I was able to go the gym today. Screw it, I’m sleeping in today.

I slept for another couple of hours when suddenly a huge weight was thrown on me and I opened my eyes. What the fuck?

“Wake up. The sun is shining, the birds are singing and big brothers are out to kill me.” Gibsie sang while on top of me.

“Get off me, ya little gobshite.” I screamed. “We’re leaving in a couple hours, I want to sleep.”

“No can do, Joey the hurler texted me and told me to get my pretty bottom over there.” He stated.

“Then tell him you’re busy and you’ll be coming by later.” I replied exhausted. I looked at the alarm clock once again. 9:12 God, why me?

“I’m already on thin ice with this lad, I have no intention of giving him any other reason to beat me up, not after yesterday.” He gave me a glance. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten that you still haven’t told me what happened.”

“I did tell you what happened.” I retorted.

“You gave me a generic excuse.” He pointed out.

“It was a generic occurrence.” I tried. “You know that girl can’t stand me.”

“She’s not a fan of you because she thought you meant to hurt her cousin.” Gibsie reminded me. “And you know she wanted to apologise to you.”

“Then you had to go and ruin it by doing whatever it is that you did.” He concluded. “I wanted her to join our friend group.”

“You’ve been obsessing over that girl ever since you met her last week.” I wondered. “Do you like her?”

“What? No.” He declared. “You know I only have eyes for Claire-Bear.”

“Like that has stopped you from screwing half the female population at Tommen.” I rolled my eyes.

“I have no intention of screwing your sunshine, rest assured.” Gibsie emphasised. “And I didn’t meet her last week, I met her last November at Biddies, during one of the parties you refused to go to.”

“You did?” I asked. “How?”

“Some lad from her school got a little rapisty and I had to drag him off her.” He explained. “Patrick was there too that night, he helped me beat the guy up, though I doubt Maeve remembers him, she looked pretty shaken up.”

“What?” I was seeing red. “Why didn’t you tell me this?”

“Because she made it known to me, in no uncertain terms, that she didn’t want anyone minding her business.” He spoke. “Also, you didn’t even know her name back then. It’s not like I go around telling you of every maiden I save.”

“Every maiden you save?” I gave him a glare.

“There are quite a few of those.” He grinned.

“Who was it?” I questioned him. He knew immediately what I was referring to.

“Paul Rice, apparently Lynchy stole his girlfriend and he wanted to get back at him by fucking his sister.” He exclaimed disgusted. “After a few punches he spilled everything. Don’t worry he got back home with a broken nose and more than a few bruises.”

“Does her brother know about this?” I rubbed my chin.

“I doubt it.” He sighed. “If he did, Paul Rice would be six feet under right now. That lad doesn’t take kindly to someone messing with his family.”

“Alright, get off me.” I pushed Gibsie. “We’re going to Maeve’s house. Tell me the address.”

And maybe we were stopping by Biddies on our way there.

“Why are you making that face.” Gibsie got off the bed.

“What face?” I rolled my eyes.

“Your scary face.” He commented.

“I don’t have a scary face.” I protested.

“Yes, you do.” He responded. “You’re making it right now.”

“Just get ready, Gibs. We’re heading out in fifteen minutes.” I told him and motioned for him to get out of my room so I could prepare.

“You’re not going to kill anyone are you?” He asked.

“No, Gibs.” I assured him. “I don’t even know where the lad lives. I’m just going to make sure he’s not going to bother Maeve again.”

[siiinnaaa]

GUYS I JUST WANNA PUBLICLY STATE THAT PATRICK FEELY IS MY WIFE

[lizzieyoungdefender]

it’s been so long ?? sm has changed ?? but my real question is how does someone make a fake instagram for a book character ?? i HAVE to know !!

[stevethehairington]

ALSO you know what i find just absolutely wild? how few people i see talking about patrick zweig. like. maybe im just missing it, but it seems like EVERYONE is talking about art and going on about what a sad puppy dog art is — and that's TRUE that's SO TRUE — but you know who is an even BIGGER sad puppy dog? who is even MORE pathetic and sopping wet? PATRICK FUCKIN ZWEIG PEOPLEEEEE

[the-dark-artifices-trees]

Ok, so I like to imagine that johnny will wake up at 5am to do his morning work out

Then at 6:30 am he'll go home & wake shannon up. Like he'll brew her a perfectly made cup of tea and breakfast. Wake her up with kisses on her neck & whisper in her ear

[cherubfae]

how they cuddle || slashers x reader

With Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, Billy and Stu, Art the Clown, Vincent, Bo, Lester, Sal Fisher, & Patrick Bateman, Thomas Sawyer

tags: AFAB reader (not specified), cuddling, affection, rz!Mikey, art is his own warning lmao, terrifier 2 spoilers, little spoon!slashers, nightmares (Sal), comfort, poly!Ghostface, I low-key rant about art in Vin's lmao

Michael

Exhaustion isn't something he's used to feeling so heavily in his bones. He feels the heavy weight rippling across his broad shoulders and spiraling down his spine in white hot pain. He's not a tame being, but he is a bit more docile in the months before and after Halloween. His knife doesn't thirst for blood quite as much as on the 31st.

Seeing you in your bed is a welcomed sight. Michael doesn't say much more than the soft grunt of acknowledgement as he sheds his coveralls from his dirt-caked skin. He has a lovely warm bath that loosens all the tight muscles of his lower back. You'll have his head later for leaving a ring of grime in the tub; Mikey doesn't care about that right now.

The fresh sheets are so comfortable, accepting them fully as Michael tucks his face into your side. His recently cut hair is still long enough to form a fringe curtain over his grey eyes.

Jason

Softly leans his chin to your shoulder. Depending on how far along you two are into your relationship, Jason might feel comfortable enough to have his mask removed. He's aware the material probably doesn't feel too pleasant being pressed to the side of your face or lightly digging into your skin.

His arms wind around your waist, happily sighing as he leans himself against you. Jason also doesn't mind if you switch things up and hold him in return, stroking the top of his head softly.

Brahms

If there's a way where he can wind his body around yours, Brahms will find it. He definitely likes keeping you away from all of the noise of the world, and while he's not mega happy about it, he knows you need trips into town sometimes. He likes seeing what kind of food items you bring back because the meals you make are simply delicious!

After dinner and bathing, Brahms snuggles beside you, clinging to you like you've been gone for ages. The chill of his porcelain biting into your skin as he happily huffs behind it. He's so glad to have you. <3

Billy and Stu

The pair are constantly together, if not with you, then they're almost always flanking each other's sides. The other is often not far from the first. Adding you into their duo to form a trio didn't change much of their dynamic. Instead of the two boys slinking around, they've got you as their third and final confidant.

Billy isn't the most touchy-feely person-- that's what he likes to claim. He doesn't really know how to ask for the things that he wants. He's different to Stu in the way that he's silent when you press your hand to the brunette's cheek, smiling as his eyelids flutter closed. Subconsciously leaning into your touch, chasing the feeling when you pull away.

Stu likes to be what he calls the mega spoon. It's him behind you, snuggled at your back, and with Billy pressed close to your chest still too proud to say that he enjoys being taken care of as the little spoon. You three make a nice, lovely three-person sandwich. Even when lying down, you're in the center with the boys wrapped around you like snakes. There is no them without you; you are their missing piece.

Art

This man is mostly, if not always, within your personal space. 'It's not yours, it's ours'. Art is rarely a being ever to break character or change out of his damned costume, and his hygiene is quite questionable sometimes; though he does in fact bathe and wash his suit. Just not often.

He's a man of very few words, especially when he's deep into his clown character and doing what he does best. Being immortal has its advantages, but his fight with Sienna really put him through the ringer. Art was decapitated! What a riot.

With his strength slowly returning to him, Art is always almost underfoot. In your bubble, seeing what you're doing. Snuggling up to you in a rare moment where his costume is off, leaning his head into your chest with an exhausted expression. It seemed that Pale Girl was allowing him some respite with you for a bit.

Vincent

He is a busy man, constantly sculpting and creating. His sketchbooks are filled to the absolute brim of beautiful works of art in all sorts of mediums: charcoal, graphite, watercolor, and ink. You're his muse, his favorite subject of which his art circulates. There's something so breathtaking about you, minute details that only an artist can see within people. An eternal, everlasting beauty.

Vincent is quick to jot down the rough outline of your sleeping form resting against Jonesy. He's smiling behind the wax mask, skilled fingers shading the crease of your eyelids then moving to sketch the curve of your Cupid's bow. When he felt it was finished enough for now, Vincent sets his book aside in favor of crawling into bed beside you.

His broad frame dwarfs yours as he curls his body around yours, his large hands slide beneath your sweater pressing across your tummy. Vincent really adores you, you know?

Bo

Not much of a cuddler, but if you get especially pouty about it Bo will roll his eyes and tug you to him. He can be a major asshole but he doesn't like seeing his baby upset.

He tucks you beneath his strong arm, his mechanic's hat resting on top of the back of the sofa. Waiting for you to settle down doesn't take long as you're soon drifting off with your head on his chest, focusing on his hand placed on your knee; gently stroking the skin there. His eyes begin to droop, feeling heavy. Cradling the back of your neck, Bo allows himself to drift off, too.

Lester

Long days certainly do get to him sometimes. Tiring him out something awful. He's prepared enough roadkill and deer for his brothers and you, enough to satiate any hunger for the time being until he finds time to run into the nearby town again.

Lester finds you lounging in his bed with Jonesy, Vincent must be working hard and the pup sought out attention where she could. He had no idea where Bo was or whatever the hell he was up to.

Collapsing onto the bed, Lester sighs deeply when you immediately comb your fingers through his messy short hair. He's out like a light soon after.

Sal Fisher

Poor guy has so much going on that sometimes he just wants to crash and sleep for one-thousand years. He doesn't sleep well on the best of days, plagued by frequent nightmares that not even the warmth and comfort of your sleeping form beside him can quell.

Another nightmare yanks Sal out of a fitful sleep. One that has him patting the sheets, searching for you. The heat of your skin against his hands sends a calming peace over him. He's scooping your sleeping form in his arms, his face hidden in your neck. Sal gives a weak smile as you snuggle into him. He focuses on your even breathing, allowing himself to fall asleep soon after.

Thomas

It's incredibly hot on the best of days in Duller County, the Sawyer family set up several oscillating fans that constantly work overtime without a proper functioning air conditioning unit.

Even the lackluster cool breeze and the sweltering Texan heat aren't enough to have Tommy pulling you into his lap and nuzzling his masked face into your hair.

You're much smaller than him. It gives Tommy a sense of pride knowing that he's your big, strong protector. :)

Patrick

He is such an enigma, a contradiction. Patrick isn't much of a cuddler or snuggler but he wants to play the role of being a dutiful partner. He is quick to become a jealous lover if you were to find someone else to give you attention while he's fretting over what sort of shade of cream or white Paul Allen's next business card will have.

A prideful, vain being such as himself would never admit how much he truly does enjoy having your curl up next to him. The warmth your body exudes is a comfort, one he finds him seeking out more and more even though your relationship is still within its earlier stages. Patrick hates that he finds himself being so undone by you, but he can't find it within himself to stop either. There's something inside of you that his fervent bloodlust can't be satisfied by.

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[stargirlie25]

I already lost the shipwar in the boys of tommen (we are getting hughielizzie and katiefeely-hate this on sm)

And i really did love lizzyfeely but im not crazy for them like i am w gwynriel and elucien

i am actually 99% positive they are endgame though but i thought my ship for BOT is a better fit rather then what the author chose which is so forced.....but i had 30% hope for them :(

The pain i will get if Elucien and gwynriel aren't endgame...

thank god i will never experience it!

[poppy-metal]

another thing with werewolf!patrick is that he was always a touchy person - always a little too in your space. its worse and better after he gets bitten. he forces himself to not touch you as much as he used to, with the different way he's feeling about you - with all these new emotions and urges in his body - and suddenly you miss it. you miss his knee knocking against yours purposely when he sits too close. you miss him slinging an arm around your shoulder and yanking you close. you miss the things you didn't even notice before. the way his hand always used to brush against the small of your back when he was guiding you somewhere. the fuzz of his arm hair brushing against you as he leaned over you to look at something on your phone. millions of small things like that you'd grown used to and suddenly not there. you try not to think about how it leaves a hole in your chest. but it's hard not to take it personally. it's not like you can just come out with it and stomp your foot and demand why he's not all touchy feely like he was before. you decide maybe you'll be the one initiating touch more - maybe he had some moral realization that it was kinda weird for him to be so touchy with someone who was just a friend? if so, you wanted to let him know you were okay with it.

[g00dgraces]

﹟katie wilmot x blossom